For the next week, Song Ning didn’t enter the instance again. He spent his days attending classes, having sex, taking photos, updating Twitter, and sending videos to Zhao Yi’s female online friend, Jing Hui, in the group chat. Only when the chaotic feeling of reality and the instance disappeared did he re-enter the “Ghost Father” instance.

In Song Ning’s office, Mikami Yuka stood beside him, leaning against him. She was wearing a sports jacket over a blue-black one-piece swimsuit that tightly hugged her curvaceous figure.

Song Ning looked at her dry swimsuit, took Mikami’s hand, pulled her into his arms, and sat her on his lap, asking curiously, “Yuka, isn’t this a swimming class?”

“Yes…yes, teacher…” Mikami Yuka didn’t resist, letting Song Ning put his arm around her waist, and explained somewhat nervously, “Sawamiya helped me ask for leave. She…she thought I was on my period and wasn’t feeling well, so I couldn’t go swimming. I was a little scared to be alone in the classroom, so…so I came to find you, teacher…”

As Song Ning listened to her explanation, he took the girl’s hand and stroked her slender waist through her swimsuit. With his other hand, he grabbed Youjia’s two small hands and placed them on his fair thigh. He slowly brought his head closer to Youjia’s rosy cheeks and their lips slowly touched.

“Mmm~” Yuka opened her small mouth to welcome the passionate kiss she had been waiting for all day.

Even though her best friend Marina didn’t ask for leave for her, Yuka would find an excuse to secretly come to see Song Ning. After returning home yesterday, her mind was filled with images from the toilet stall. Some of these images showed her being deceived and humiliated by Akizuki Kozo, but most of them showed Song Ning rescuing her and penetrating her body.

After their lips met, Yuka’s face showed no trace of tension or unease, no shyness, and no undisguised anticipation. Song Ning didn’t know if this was the lingering effect of the powerful aphrodisiac or if the girl, who had just lost her virginity yesterday, had already fallen in love with the taste of this forbidden fruit.

“Are you still scared?” Song Ning asked.

“With the teacher by my side, I’m not scared anymore,” Yuka said obediently.

Are you feeling unwell?

“No~” Yuka couldn’t help but twist her body, feeling something starting to flow out from her lower body.

“Come on, let the teacher check your body…” As Song Ning spoke, she took off Youjia’s sports jacket, revealing a dark blue onesie swimsuit underneath.

With one arm around Yuka’s slender waist, and the other hand resting on the girl’s thigh, he traced his way up her soft skin.

“Mmm~” Yuka instinctively let out a seductive moan from her body, “Teacher~~ Mmm~~” This was the girl’s cry.

Upon receiving the call, Song Ning placed his palm on the pert buttocks, but only for a brief moment before continuing to climb upwards. The swimsuit material was very thin, and he could feel the heat and elasticity of the girl’s skin beneath it.

Yuka Mikami looked exactly like a patient being examined by a doctor, her body motionless, her dazed eyes fixed on Song Ning, her small mouth slightly open, occasionally letting out soft moans and groans.

Song Ning’s hand quickly climbed up to the fully covered breasts, her large hand almost unable to grasp them; as expected of a rich young lady, her development was truly remarkable.

While I was in the bathroom, I only admired it with my eyes for a while. Now, handling it with my own hands, the charm of it is even more captivating.

Her fingers kept tracing the peaks of her breasts, and Yuka’s body trembled sensitively. In no time, her nipples, which were embedded in her breast flesh, stood up, and the nipples, the size of soybeans, seemed to want to break free from the constraints of her swimsuit.

“Teacher~” Yu Jia groaned as if she were crying, her delicate hands on her shoulders, tugging at the straps of her swimsuit. After tugging for a long time, she still couldn’t get them off. Song Ning had no choice but to show his helpfulness and help Yu Jia take off the straps. Then he took off the swimsuit, revealing a pair of round, full, and elastic breasts.

Without the cover of her swimsuit, Yuka’s breasts resembled newly blossoming buds. Song Ning gazed at them for a long time, finding them breathtakingly beautiful. Resisting the urge to devour them, Song Ning looked up and met Yuka’s eyes, kissing her lips once more. This time, however, he didn’t linger. Instead, his kiss moved from her lips to her cheeks, from her cheeks to her ears, and from her ears down her neck to her collarbone. His direction was clear, his purpose unambiguous. Knowing that she was about to be held in someone’s mouth, Yuka’s breathing grew heavier, her chest heaving with each heavy breath.

“Teacher~~ It’s so swollen, my breasts are so swollen!” The girl truthfully expressed her physical sensations.

“Teacher’s here to help you! Mmm~” Song Ning arrived just in time, opening her mouth wide to take in most of one breast, and not letting go of the other, she grabbed it with her hand and kneaded it wantonly.

“Ah! Dame!!” Mikami Yuka tensed up, grabbing Song Ning’s head with both hands and trying to push him away, but she felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her chest, no longer feeling uncomfortably swollen. So she could only hold Song Ning’s head and let him lick, suck, and play with it, enjoying the waves of pleasure coming from her breasts.

The girl’s delicate breasts were being played with for the first time, and soon turned bright red. Song Ning stopped at the right moment, pretending to have finished inspecting them, and said seriously, “Your breasts have a fragrant milky smell. It seems you’ve taken good care of them. Both of them are very healthy!”

“Is…is that so, teacher?” Yuka Mikami said shyly, “But Yuka feels that her breasts are a little small…I want them to get bigger!”

“You’re already quite voluptuous!” Song Ning affirmed first, then promised, “If Youjia wants it to be even bigger, that’s fine with me.”

“Mmm!” Yu Jia nodded emphatically, thinking to herself that if she did more naughty things with the teacher, it should get bigger, right? Her friends with boyfriends seemed to have said something similar.

Little did she know that for Song Ning, making her breasts bigger was simply a matter of drawing more cards.